Chapter 3

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Layla's P.O.V
When I wake up the events from last night come flooding back. I remember when I was staring off into space and unresponsive I was actually having a seizure. I hadn't taken my medicine yesterday morning so that meant I ran out. I get up and run into the bathroom putting on black ripped skinny jeans, a galaxy Fall Out Boy tee, black socks, and tons of bracelets to hide my cuts. Nobody needed to see those...
After brushing my teeth, doing the same makeup as yesterday, and straightening my hair, I go and put my black converse (w/white laces) on and grab my skateboard. I run out without telling anyone where I'm going.
I hop on my skateboard and ride to the pharmacy thinking. Will that guy from yesterday really adopt me? He seemed to really have liked Will. I hope he gets adopted soon, I don't want him to be in that hell hole for as long as I have been there.
I roll up to the CVS and kick up my skateboard. When I walk in I go straight to the back and drop off my perscription and get my meds. I decide to go over to the candy section and buy some reeses cups. They are my favorite candy! After that I go over to the refridgerators and grab some Yoohoos, and over to the makeup section to get some more makeul. After picking up some more blades, I pay for my items and go back to the pharmacy in the back of the store.
When I get outside I drop my board on the ground and ride back to the orphanage.
As soon as I open the door the bitch that runs the orphanage comes up to me with fake concern. "Where did you go? I have been trying to find you for an hour to tell you to pack up! You got adopted yesterday and he got here earlier to pick you up." Oh. My. God.
I got adopted?!?! My jaw drops and I run upstairs to pack my stuff. On the way there I run into a tall figure and fall on my butt. "Ow!" I cry and push myself up off the ground. I rub my butt where it was sore from falling. I ignore whoever was standing there that I ran into, and sprint upstairs 2 at a time. Running into my room I pack everything I own making sure I got my razors and blades safe and packed.
After packing the little that I own in a backpack, I sprint back downstairs. Mrs.Kevins comes over and tells me to say goodbye to everyone, even though I'll probably be brought back and traded. Page runs up to me and comes really close to my ear and whispers, "Just because you got adopted you little bitch, doesn't mean anyone would ver want your ugly ass. And remember that I will always be right."
Tears form in my eyes as she runs off like everything in the world is all happy rainbows and unicorns! I walk into the office where the man from yesterday is standing. Mrs.Kevins clears her throat and Brendon turns around, a huge grin formin on his face. Tears are falling out of my eyes as I run to him and jump into his arms. I wrap my arms around his neck and squeeze, hugging him really tight. He is shocked for a second and wraps his arms tightly around my back.
That was the first time I've been able to hug a male in forever wothout being afraid.
Of couse I'm still scared of him, but not as much. When he puts me down I smile up at him, I forgot my fear for a little bit. When we are done saying goodbye and stuff we head out to his car and I get in in back. I put my backpack next to me and buckle up. I grab my stuffed otter and hugged him tight, his name is Riley. Brendonstarts driving and about 7 minutes later he starts talking.
"Now I don't know if you know this, but I'm in a band and my 2 bandmates live with me. They both really like what I told them about you and I hope you will like them." That's so cool! My new dad is in a band!
"What is your band called?"
"Panic! At The Disco."
I freeze and stare at him wide eyed...
To be continued!
A/N: I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while! I have just been occupied but I promise there will be more updates in the future! I will update tomorrow. Please vote and if you want to even comment, it woukd mean A LOT to me. If there are some votes updates will be more often!

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